Ghost Ship

Cherry

By smokejack

Sun, 30 Jan 2022
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2 comments
 

Inside his head

Lies a blanket of snow

He wishes away his fears

But they have no place to go

Time is trouble

A shadow on his shoulders

Inside his head

Is a bubble waiting to burst

Thoughts are  broken

 By a devils curse

An eternal flame

Burns his soul

Inside his head

Is a haunting scream

Hurtling through his past

Chasing echoes in the dark

On a ghost ship in a storm

With a broken mast

 

©JMN2022

Certificate U
Poem
Talecatching

Comments

Submitted by Mark Say on

I like the repetition of 'Inside his head', which adds a foreboding rythm to the poem, and the way it builds up to the final metaphor. Very good smokejack.

 

Submitted by smokejack on

Thanks for reading and more thanks for kind comments. . Much appreciated!